They must have lain like that for quite a while, because the first thing Micah noticed when he opened his eyes was the pinkish hue of the sky above the trees. Was it dawn already? How much time had he spent with Jack’s knot inside him?
“Hey,” he said groggily, twisting his body so he could push against Jack’s shoulder.
His lycan or whatever Jack was to him now hugged him from behind, still locked, cock and all, inside his mate.
That was right; they were mated now, which meant they had to be together forever or something like that. Micah ran a hand over his face, moaning at the stupidity of it all. Yeah, he’d been crushing on the redhead for a long time, but it wasn’t like he wanted to be tied to the guy forever, especially since he seemed to care about only one thing.
He shuddered as he tried to move. His ass reacted, squeezing the lycan’s knot. Jack finally stirred. Even if he didn’t care much about waking up, his cock wanted more of Micah’s hole, and it was already up and ready for action.
“Are you for real?” Micah complained. “Are you going to fuck me while we’re like this? Haven’t you had enough?”
Jack growled something that could barely count as words, so Micah had no choice but to let himself manhandled once more. Again, he was on his belly, then on all fours, and Jack began pounding him from behind. It did feel good, though. Actually, if he thought about it, Micah didn’t think he’d ever have sex as good as he was having with Jack right now. Maybe it wasn’t so bad to be a lycan’s mate, after all. All he had to do was to present his ass, let Jack pound and knot him, and deal with it.
Still, Micah thought he had other things he wanted to do in life, only he couldn’t think of a single one. He was getting fucked again, not only in the ass, but in his brain, as well – figuratively, of course – and all that reduced him to a whore who wanted nothing else but to get as much cock as possible in his life.
Jack shoot deep inside Micah’s ass with a long, satisfied growl. With so much cum inside him, Micah thought he might look a little bit pregnant. What if Jack could actually breed him? Was he going to carry a litter for the lycan?
It was insane to think that was possible, so he just focused on getting the most out of feeling his lower belly getting full of cum. That was enough to trigger a reaction from his dick, because he was shooting, too. Some weird connections had established that rewired his anatomy; he didn’t need to touch his dick to cum and it felt so fucking good.
“Jack,” he said after a while since the lycan collapsed on top of him and remained there, ready to go back to sleep now that his cock was spent and his knot was securely lodged inside his mate. “We should wake up. The others went to fight the vampire, and we have no idea what’s going on. Also, Professor Hayes left us in charge of the guys in the infirmary. Shouldn’t we check on them?”
Jack grunted and growled throughout Micah’s little speech, which meant that he had no interest in moving or doing anything. But since Micah started squirming, too fed up with supporting the beast’s full weight, he finally began to pull out.
He did so thoughtlessly as he seemed to be doing everything on a regular basis, so he got up to his feet with Micah hanging from his knot.
Flailing his arms, Micah began giving Jack a verbal thrashing. “Are you fucking crazy? Put me down!”
Jack found the situation too hilarious to give a damn and began laughing out loud.
As hard as Micah struggled, there was no way the knot would come out if he didn’t get any help from Jack, who was still too caught up in guffawing like a school kid.
“Yeah, okay, funny, what can I say,” Micah muttered. “Are you kidding me right now? Hey, what are you doing?”
It looked like Jack had a mind about what to do, because he began walking, swinging Micah left and right in the process. The thing was his ass could feel the knot pressing against the tight entrance ring, and that triggered another kind of pleasure.
Micah whimpered as his dick thought it was a good idea to start squirting again. “Pull me up, you motherfucker,” he cursed Jack.
Although he was still laughing, Jack obeyed for a change. Micah could finally let out a breath and adjust his position, although Jack made it a point to bounce him up and down a few times, triggering new sensations inside his ass, balls, and dick.
At least they were heading over to the infirmary to check on the others. If he presented himself as the mega squirting wonder to half the campus, Micah just needed to be okay with it.
***
Rhett was coming back to his senses. His eyes met Eli, and in the light of the morning that was slowly creeping in on them, he seemed drowsy but fine. There was nothing else Eli wanted. He let out a sigh of relief and then kissed Rhett again.
“How are you feeling?”
Rhett pushed himself to a sitting position and looked around, confusion written all over his face. His eyes found Veyr in the split of a second. He jumped to his feet with a growl. Eli followed him without thinking twice.
The vampire lay on the ground with Professor Hayes towering over him. Noel kept his distance, ready to run but not bringing himself to do it, as he observed the situation, his eyes as big as saucers.
Something was happening there, but there was no time to think things through. Rhett pushed Professor Hayes to the side and jumped on Veyr’s chest, growling deep in his chest. Eli realized that his lycan prince was now a beast again, and saliva poured from his muzzle down on the vampire’s face.
“Rhett, don’t,” Professor Hayes warned. Even if he was a feral animal now, the professor seemed capable of reining in at least some of his instincts. “If you kill him, all the boys locked in the infirmary right now will remain beasts forever. And they will not have mates, like us.”
Rhett seemed completely oblivious to those words, so Eli hurried by his side. “Rhett,” he said gently, “I know you’re angry, but Professor Hayes knows what he’s saying. Don’t let revenge get in the way of saving the others.”
When he turned his head, Rhett gave him a wild look. Eli, due to his human nature, which he surely hadn’t lost along the way, took a step back first. But then he remembered that he still had powers of his own, and closed the distance between him and the lycan.
“Rhett,” he insisted, “I will be really mad at you if you don’t do as Professor Hayes says.”
“Am I supposed,” the beast growled, “to allow this pest to live? He destroyed my bloodline, and now he has to pay.”
“You can still have your bloody bloodline,” Veyr hissed, seemingly too weak to push Rhett off his chest. “You mated that silly boy over there, didn’t you?”
Rhett’s eyes moved slowly from Veyr to Eli and back again. “What do you mean? Speak!” His muzzle snapped close to the vampire’s face in warning.
“You have a mate now,” the vampire said. It looked that even talking pained him, but Eli had no remorse left inside him. “Fuck your mate enough, knot him all you want. He’s going to start bearing your mutt puppies.”
“What?!” Eli exclaimed. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
The vampire grinned as he turned his head to look at Eli. “Yes, boy, whether you like it or not, you’ll get bred like an animal. And rest assured, a lycan prince is not so easy to satisfy. Since he needs to rebuild his dynasty, you’ll be nothing but a breeding sow to him.”
Eli didn’t even have the time to express his astonishment at that being his destiny from now on because Noel reacted, right behind him.
“Logan, is that what’s going to happen to me, too? Are you going to breed me for your puppies or whatever?”
The other student was rightfully outraged.
Veyr scoffed. “Shut your trap, bitch. You’re not mated to the lycan prince. Your lycan doesn’t need a dynasty, but if you spread your legs enough and entice him with your leaking hole, he might want to breed you until your tits shrivel from too much breastfeeding.”
“You’re not going to do this to me, right, Logan?” Noel asked, his voice filled with fear.
“Of course not, Noel. I will do everything in my power to break this curse,” Professor Hayes said. “And as soon as this is over, I will leave Blackthorn so you don’t have to worry about my presence and what it means to you.”
Veyr laughed like a mad man, making all eyes turn on him again. “Do you truly believe it’s so easy? You fools. The bond between a lycan and his mate is unbreakable. You did the wrong thing by biting your bitches, you stupid mutts. Now you are bonded for life, and there’s nothing you can do. I can undo the curse on all the others, who didn’t find a mate, but you are all cursed.” He said the last words with delight.
Rhett growled above him. Eli couldn’t say what the lycan was thinking. Did he want to breed and impregnate his mate so he could have his dynasty again? But what if Eli didn’t want that? He was just a student in his junior year who wanted to study medicine and become a doctor. What remained of all of that? And how were they supposed to function in the real world?
His head hurt, and his chest squeezed tightly. What was he supposed to do or say now?
It was as if Rhett could feel his distress. “Don’t worry, Eli,” he said. “You don’t have to do anything. I will leave, just like Professor Hayes. You will not have to fear me or my knot.”
“But you said--” Eli started strong.
“Ignore what I told you before. I will not condemn you to my fate, nor will I keep you linked to it. You are free. And now, if you don’t want to see what a terrible creature you have been bonded with, please leave. Go away!” With the last words, he snapped his jaw in Eli’s direction, making him take a step back.
“Can I leave, too, Logan?” Noel begged. “I don’t want to be a sow,” he hiccupped.
Under any other circumstances, Eli wouldn’t have imagined a guy as strong as Noel capable of sobbing like that, but he understood it. On the one hand, his heart bled for Rhett. But how could he imagine his life being turned on its head in that awful manner? He was still a human being. He had a normal family, friends, and a life to live.
Although he felt his heart tearing in two, he grabbed Noel’s hand and forced him to walk backwards with him.
“Let’s go, Noel,” he whispered, “let’s just get away from here.”
***
Logan understood how much it hurt Rhett to watch his mate running away from him. Because it was happening to him, too, and he had no idea what to do with the pain blossoming in his chest. They weren’t beasts; they were creatures with intellect and free will. That meant that even if it hurt, they needed to let their mates go and live their normal lives.
“Rhett,” he called out for the lycan prince again, “I know you have no reason to listen to me now since your mate left. But I beg you to pity those boys who have no blame in this. Let them revert to their normal selves. All you have to do is to let Veyr live.”
“Live?” Rhett growled. “I can’t do that. He will continue to spread evil. Do you truly believe his words?”
“What choice do we have? And we will not free him. No, we will find a way to prevent him from harming anyone. Please, Rhett.”
Rhett said nothing for long moments. His entire body stretched and trembled. Logan remained silent, as well. It all depended on the young man now. He had Veyr’s life in his hand, and it was his right to decide whether to end it or spare it.
If he decided on the former, Logan needed to find a way to protect the cursed boys. Rhett might no longer have a bloodline, but he might end up having partners in misery.
“Do you swear that you will not free him?” Rhett barked at him.
“Yes, I swear. He needs cum to survive now. That means that if we put him in a place from which he cannot free himself easily and where he can get as much cum as he needs, he will no longer be our problem. Your problem.”
“My mate deserted me,” Rhett said in a somber voice. “Why should I care about the span of my mortal life? Or this vampire’s?”
“Because a wrong can’t right other wrongs,” Logan replied. “But if you spare him, others will live. Innocent people.”
Rhett’s muzzle dropped even lower. Logan watched closely, anticipating the moment when the lycan prince would tear open the vampire’s throat. Veyr watched everything, his face paler than usual. He wasn’t moving, he wasn’t speaking; Logan wondered if he was breathing.
The lycan prince moved away abruptly.
“What do you plan to do with him?” Rhett asked as he morphed back into his human body.
Logan stared at the deplorable vampire. “I think I have an idea.”
tbc
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